Her Royal Mewness - Day 24

Day 24

I heard Maid talking to Sarah on the phone. Sarah runs the most amazing holiday centre for refined upper class posh felines, called, very appropriately, ‘The Cat’s Whiskers’. It’s approved by FAB, who-ever he is. Sadly when I am transported to this haven of feline luxury for a two week break, Willi Whizkas and Dippi-Duck come too as company for me.

I listened eagerly to the call and was pleased to hear that my new cat-kibbles have been organised for my stay there. I have heard tales of catteries where the catering has been simply appalling and some poor cats simply waste away.

Sarah is an absolute sweetie; she always caters to my exacting tastes. She grooms me to perfection and tells me I am very beautiful. I like Sarah.

I cannot wait for my designer ‘cat-cargo’ cat basket to me bought down from the attic as this signals the start of my holiday.

I celebrated the news of my forthcoming luxury break at The Cat’s Whiskers by clearing every one of the kibbles from my buffet bar.

I wonder what Staff do whilst we are away for a whole two weeks? I imagine they just sit around here at Tom Cat Towers, ticking off time until they can come and collect me! What is very odd is when they do collect me; their skin is all freckly, red and peeling.

Maid’s version

Booked my holiday!! Before I book anything I always see if the cattery is able to take the cats. If it isn’t, then no holiday!! They only go to The Cat’ Whiskers, they don’t go anywhere else as its FAB approved. Sarah grooms them and has extremely high standards of care hygiene and security.

As part of the booking, I’ve ensured that the new kibbles are part of Dumpty’s diet whilst she’s there. She’s really enjoying them!

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